Bags

I waited for my emotional baggage
At the emotional carousel
For love is worth no more than a cabbage
And life is a mere bagatelle.

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	raf on Hear, They’re and E…
	Laura B on Anthem for Doomed Ruth
	brianbilston on Days Like These – availa…
	Judy on Days Like These – availa…
	Sarah Wilce on Refugees

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